Clarksville weekly chronicle. (Clarksville, Tenn.) 1873-1890, 1887-02-12

She drew her hand out Of his arm with cry Of ter
ror She looked at him If she doubted whether he
was in his right mind.
He took her hand, and waited moment, trying to
compose himself
Listen TO me-" ne said AT the first consultation
had with Sharon he gave this advice to Mr. Troy and
me. He said; Suspect very last person on whom
suspicion could possibly fall Those words taken with
the questions he had asked before he pronounced his
opinion, struck through me as If he had struck me
with knife. instantly suspected Lady Lydiard's
nephew Wait! From that time TO this have said
nothing OF my suspicion to any living soul knew
in my heart that Ii took its rise in the inveerate
dislike that have always felt for Mr. Sweetsr, and
distrused IL accordingly But Invent back TO Sharon,
FOR all that and put the into his hands His in
vestigations Informed me that Mr. Sweetsir owed
debts of honor las gentlemen called theml incurred
through lost BETS to large number Of persons, and
among them bet OF $500 lost 10 Mr.. Hardyman.
Further inquiries showed that Mr.. Hardyman had
taken the lead I'm declaring that he would post Mr.
Sweetsr as defaulter, and have him turned out
OF his clubs and turned out of the betting ring
Ruin stared him I'm the face II he failed to pay
his debt to Mr. Hardyman ON the last day left
to him-the day after the note was lost. On
that very morning Lady Lydard, speaking to me Of
her nephews visit to her, said: If had given him
an opportunity OF speaking, Felix would have boz.
rowed money of me; saw 1t in his face One moment
more, Isabel am not only certain that Mr. Sweetsir
took the five hundred pound note out of the open
letter; am firmly persuaded that he Is the man who
told Lord Rotherheld of the circumstances under
which you left Lady Lydards house. Your marriage
to Mr. Hefdyman might have put you In position to
detect the theft You, not !, might in that have
discovered from your husband that the stolen note
was the one with which Mr.. Sweetsr paid his debt
He came here you may depend on II, to make sure
that he had succeeded In destroying your prospects,
more depraved villain theart than that man never
swung from gallOwsl"
He checked himself at those words. The shock Of
the disclosure the passion and vehefnence with
which he spoke overwhelmed Isabel. She trembed
like frightened child.
While he was still trying to soothe and reassure
her low whining made itself heard at their feet.
They looked down and saw TomInie. Finding him.
self noticed at last he expressed his of relief
by a bark. Something dropped out OF his month. As
Moody stopped to pick 1t up, the dog ran to Isabel
and pushed his head against her feet his way was
when he expected to have the handkerchief thrown
over him preparatory to one OF those games at hide
and-seek which have been already mentioned.
Isabel put out her hand to him, when she was
stopped by cry from Moody. 1t was his turn to
tremble now. His voice faltered as ne said the
words "Ihe dog has found the pocketbookl"
He opened the book with shaking hands. betting
book was bound up in 1t with the customary calen
dar He turned to the date of the day after the rob
berry.
"There was the entry. Felix sweetsIr Paid e5OO
Note numbered 8, 1854; dated 18th May, 1875"
Moody took from his waistcoat pocket his own
memorandum of the number OF the lost bank note
Read it, Isabel" he said. ~ won't trust my mem
ory"
She read IL. The number and date of the note en-
tered in the pocketbook exactly correspondent witt
the number and date Of the note that Lady Lydiard
had placed in her letter.
Moody handed the pocketbook to Isabel. "There Il
the proof Of your innocence he said thanks to the
dog. VIII you write and tell Mr.. Hardyman wha
has happenedf he asked, with his head down ant
his eyes on the ground.
She answered him, with the bright color suddenl,
flowing over her face:
"You shall write to him." she said 'when the tim,
comes"
what timer he asked.
She threw her arms round his neck and hid he
face on his bosom. 1.-THE time" she whispered "whel
am your wife
A low growl from Tomme reminded them that h
| too had some claim to be noticed.
Isabel dropped on her knees and saluted her oil
| playfelow with the heartiest kisses she had eve
| given him since the day when their Acquaintance
began. You darling" she said, she put him dow
again. 'what can do to reward your
TOmmie rolled over on his back-more slowly thai
usual, in consequence OF his luncheon in the tent
He elevated his four paws In the air and looked laz
at Isabelout OF his bright brown eyes II ever dog
look spoke yet Tommies looE said II have eaten to-
much; rub my stomach"